There’s something kinda distressing about having workmen on your door first thing on a Monday morning.
You’ve woken up, you’re thinking about the week ahead, you’re trying to make an important fashion decision, and then you have to deal with two strange blokes installing a new intercom.
They weren’t strange blokes, of course. In fact, they were quite nice. And they did their job quickly and quietly. One down, 31 to go, they must haver been thinking to themselves.
And to be honest, I’m pleased I was allocated first thing on a Monday morning and not 10am Tuesday or something like that.
That was the highlight of my day, I guess.